Blue Files, there are 100 days left until Mr. disappears

The gentleman smiled and did not answer.

He leaned back on the chair, raised his sore neck, and stared at the ceiling with dull eyes. He gently unbuttoned his suit and took off his upper body suit, revealing his thin chest under the white shirt.

……

The gentleman pressed the bridge of his nose with two fingers, barely suppressing the tiredness all over his body, but he could not suppress the beating of the veins between his eyebrows under his fingertips.

Even if I close my eyes, I will only think of my increasingly busy work and my increasingly deteriorating body. The little leisure and rest I have become a luxury.

Taking advantage of the coolness brought by the shade of his eyes, he tried to clear his thoughts by recalling the past as usual.

But all he got was a brutal cut.

The past stings like a needle and is unbearable to look back on.

He once drew strength from history, but chaotic thoughts hindered rationality. He could no longer strategize as usual, because for him, just maintaining consciousness was already exhausting his efforts.

In a daze, he seemed to have a glimpse of the future.

On a battlefield that is as vast as the void of the universe, the sacred garden is still standing opposite Hina Sorasaki.

These two represent the spiritual symbols of the Holy Trinity and Gehna respectively. They are like a pair of incompatible poles, and there must be a battle between them.

It was a fateful and grand battlefield. The things the two of them were carrying were far beyond the limits of their age. Their confrontation was destined, and no force could stop it.

——Not even sir.

Yes, he has already had a glimpse of the future, which is similar to the 'Complete Control of the Battlefield' he used when destroying the black market and mercenary groups.

But his severely deteriorated body and mind have made it impossible for him to deduce the various reasons leading to this future scene.

Just like a candidate who already knows the answer but cannot write about the process of solving the problem.There was nothing he could do about it.

So... how about sharing this idea with the students?

"...No, absolutely not!!"

The gentleman was startled when this idea suddenly came to him.

How could he allow himself to become a weak magician! ?

Using reason as the criterion, he can measure the whole world, but if he falls into illusory superstition, if he believes in so-called illusions, he will only send the children who trust him into the abyss!

The husband slapped his head hard, then put his hand on his chest, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly.

But when he opened his eyes again, his expression froze.

A pair of white rabbit ears headdress jumped in front of his eyes. The silver-haired girl blinked her purple eyes and looked at him with curious and worried eyes.

It's Yuexue Gongzi.

His gaffe just now was completely seen by Yuexue Gongzi.

"Sir, did you have a nightmare?"

"Uh...it shouldn't count, right?"

"Your expression just now was a bit scary. Since it's not a nightmare, is it the symptom called PTSD mentioned in the tactics book?"

The husband covered his head and couldn’t laugh or cry:

"Probably...it's not PTSD, maybe...I can't figure it out either."

He squinted his eyes and felt his temples throbbing, and another burst of soreness made him unbearable.

Those small emotions, those fears and worries that he had suppressed, were like bubbles in the swamp, rising bit by bit from the deep bottom, rising bigger and bigger, and gurgling out of the mire.

And he was like a stake sunk into a swamp, submerged in the mud and gradually sinking to the cold bottom.

Suddenly, a catkin caressed the gentleman's forehead, pulling him back from the mud.

Chapter 049: Day 052 · Dormitory ⑤

"Thank you."

The husband raised his face and responded to Yuexue Gongzi with a smile.

"Sir... no matter how much you work, you still need to rest."

Yuexue Gongzi persuaded sincerely.

The look she looked at her husband was once filled with admiration, a hint of caution towards her superiors, and a love that even she herself might not be aware of yet.

However, when her husband's gaffe was clearly revealed, and when she saw the fragile side under his strong silhouette, her inner feelings began to quietly change.

A glint of pity and heartache flashed in the corner of Yuexue Gongzi's eyes.

"I will help you arrange your schedule from now on. I promise that I will get you back to the correct schedule."

The husband saw the look in her eyes and opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

Although I really wanted to tell Miyako that his schedule was a mess, the problem was not his schedule, but the endless workload,

But he didn't even have the mood to refute.

He could only nod in response.

The gentleman's expression remained unchanged, but in the place where Miyako had just touched his forehead, a trace of residual warmth soothed his spirit, causing him to unconsciously feel a sense of attachment in his heart.

"Can you borrow the bed? I'll lie down for a while."

The husband pointed to the bed next to the wall, then walked around the coffee table expressionlessly and sat on the mattress.

"Ah...oh! Okay, you can do whatever you want..."

Yuexue Gongzi responded casually.

Then she seemed to remember something and her cheeks turned red.

(First of all, sir, he actually slept on my bed...it still smells like me!!)

The girl's eyes wandered around because of embarrassment, and accidentally glanced at her husband's slightly lowered head, and her already chaotic thoughts immediately began to wander again.

"By the way, sir, your eyelashes are so long..."

Miyako sighed quietly in her heart, unable to look away for a while.

The gentleman had his head lowered and was not prepared to pay attention.

But the girl in front of him was staring straight into his face. Although she usually looked at him with an indifferent expression, her inexplicable enthusiasm at the moment really made him confused.

He coughed slightly and looked back.

Yuexue Gongzi, who was just thinking wildly, suddenly woke up when she met those light gray eyes. It took her a few seconds to realize her rudeness, and she suddenly felt extremely embarrassed on her face.

In this embarrassing atmosphere, Mr. was the first to break the silence:

"Have you had any difficulties at work lately?"

Miyako was stunned.

The man in front of her clearly had the same calm expression as before, but at that moment, she felt like he was seeing through her heart.

"Ah...this...is nothing for you to worry about..."

Miyako spoke softer and quieter.

The gentleman stared at her calmly.

"Well, I really can't hide it from sir." Miyako bowed her head honestly.

"Let me guess, it's Gehna's troublemakers who made big news again?"

"no!"

Gongzi waved her hands repeatedly and hurriedly explained:

"They have just experienced a war, and they are not as trouble-making as before. Should I say calm or melancholy... In short, they have restrained themselves a lot. Although there are still occasional conflicts, with the efforts of Administrator Yazi, they are basically It can all be solved.”

The husband straightened up unconsciously and without trace, retracted his gaze from Miyako.

He gently held the hands folded on his knees, facing Miyako who was only one side away, and sighed inaudibly:

"So, it's a problem with Odyssey Ocean Academy?"

Tsukiyuki Miyako lowered her head in frustration:

“They are already dissatisfied with Gehna’s arrival.

In the past few days, I have caught three students who want to sell transport ship route information to Holy Trinity. "

The gentleman stared at Yuexue Gongzi's annoyed expression and smiled lightly:

"It's a pity that they are just showing their cuteness to the blind. The Holy Trinity is already seriously disabled. Let alone organizing an ocean offensive, even self-protection is a problem, so we will be fine in the short term. You don't need to worry too much about this. , Miyako-san.”

"But why?"

Yuexue Gongzi stared blankly into her husband's gray eyes and asked in a confused voice:

"Don't they know that if the Holy Trinity dares to invade Ghenna, their school will be leveled next? With such an aggressive campus, why do they dare to believe that the Holy Trinity will not attack them? Start?"

"And, anyway, sir, don't you also own 51% of the shares of Odyssey Ocean Academy? Since they pay attention to business rules, they should follow the rules and respect your leadership, but why..."

Her barrage of questions made the husband smile bitterly and shake his head.

He immediately pressed her shoulders to stop her.

Miyako was reluctant and wanted to continue asking, but her husband's expression suddenly became serious.

It's rare to see such a serious gentleman.Miyako was silent.

After a long time, the gentleman sighed:

"Miyako-san, I remember that you said that your ideal is 'justice', right?"

Miyako nodded.

"And the way you achieve 'justice' is by maintaining order, cracking down on lawbreakers, and making SRT students a role model in the eyes of other students..."

A beloved and convinced role model, the embodiment of order, a beautiful authority... I analyze it this way, can you accept it, Miyako-san? "

Miyako was startled, pursed her lips, but finally nodded slightly.

Although she doesn't like the word 'authority', based on rational analysis, if she really becomes her ideal image one day, she will inevitably become the new authority.

Even though she is occasionally a bit harsh, Miyako is quite candid in this regard.

The gentleman grinned and said:

"Do you like authority, Miyako?"

Miyako replied in a sullen voice:

"If it's like this, sir, then there will be no problem..."

"Ha ha ha ha"

The gentleman couldn't help but wipe his tears. The laughter made Miyako's face turn red and white.

Of course, he didn't mean to embarrass Miyako.

"Sorry, sorry, back to the topic."

The gentleman said seriously:

"SRT College is an institution directly under the Federal Student Union. In theory, you should obey the decisions they make.

However, when faced with the Federal Student Union's decision to abolish the school, Miyako didn't hesitate for a moment and immediately stood on the opposite side of authority and launched an armed protest. "

"There's a good reason for that..."

"Students at Odyssey Marine Academy will also believe there is a good reason for selling our information."

"That's not the same thing!"

"Why are they not the same thing? The information they get is different, they stand at different heights, and their interests are different. Who are you to decide for them what is right and what is wrong!?"

"Then tell me! If they do this, what are the benefits of recruiting the Holy Trinity?"

The two stared wide-eyed.

Miyako's face turned red with anger, and she stared at her husband. His eyes were serious as never before, and he refused to give in.

"From their point of view, there are many benefits."

The gentleman gently placed his hand on Miyako's clenched fist and replied softly: